We know we’ve messed up. We know we’re not perfect. But maybe somehow if we can just sew enough fig leaves together to look as good as everybody else, we can go on about our lives without anybody noticing that we are naked. Maybe we can even stamp a designer label on them and all of those people who got their fig leaves second hand at Goodwill might actually be impressed when they see us.

But God is another story. God knows us too well. He knows we forged the label to make ourselves feel better. He can see how bad our sewing is and how hard we are working to keep our leaves from falling off. We cannot hide our fear and anxiety and insecurity and self-doubt. God sees right through the masks we fashion for the rest of the world. We have worn those masks for so long that when we look in the mirror, we may even believe that this is how we really look. But God has seen us without the makeup, without the mask, without the leaves. God knows who we really are even if we have forgotten…